mockney piers Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Aaah, the Sundays. Lovely. You can just picture it can't you. Keele university, early 90's. We join our brave, intrepid new student Mockney on the dance floor at a union gig. Left home for the first time, eager to strike out and make new friends. The music is great if not a bit to the left. The throng of young adults moves to the rythme. We spot Mockney with his new hair style (parted in the middle) doing his best to fit in like most of us have done at one point. Classmate: "Hi there, it's Pepe isn't it? You're in my modern history class." Mockney: "Hi there, it's Piers actually but yeah, I'm in your class." CM: "Great gig tonight isn't it. Have you seen them before?" M: "No, it's my first time." CM: "Hey, it's really noisy over here, do you fancy getting a snakebite?" M: "Cool, what's your name?" CM: "Jackie." M: "That's a really nice name Jackie." CM: "Thanks. Hey, that's a really cool Phat Willy's T-shirt you've got on. Where did you get it?" M: "Oh my Mum boug.....I mean I stole it. Yeah I nicked it from Millets." CM: "Wow, you sound like a bit of a rebel. Do you like my Fruit of the loom jacket and Reebok classics? My mum bought them for me." M: "Yeah they look real neat. Hey, do you fancy coming back to my dorm to listen to some Nirvana?" CM: "I'd love to but I'm with some people I've just met in my dorm and I can't just leave them." M: "Oh O.K, maybe some other time yeah?" CM: "Yeah, see you in class Pepe." M: "Damn, I thought I was in there!"